Emerging from the glowing gates of Elysium, I was hit with the cool, eerie stillness of the Domos Haidou lobby. It was like stepping out of a warm bath into a haunted freezer. My boots scuffed against the polished obsidian floor as my eyes adjusted to the gloom.
"I wonder if I could get a selfie with Hypnos. I should add him on Mythigram too," I mused, taking my phone out of my pocket. My backpack was still strapped to my back, so I adjusted the weight slightly while I walked towards the main lobby.
Instead of the drowsy Hypnos lounging in his usual spot, I was met with a hulking figure draped in black, his silver eyes glowing like twin moons.
Thanatos. The God of Death.
I froze mid-step.
"Thanatos," I muttered under my breath, trying to avoid eye contact.
Unfortunately, he noticed.
With a guttural grunt, he blurred from across the room to right in front of me, faster than I could process.
